i walked into work yesterday to find out that one of my colleagues — a talented person that i liked and respected very much — had passed away. i don’t feel like the rest of the story is mine to tell, but it made me cry and then realize how lucky i am, once again.
it made me want to hug my loved ones close.
it made me think about how interactions tend to happen at work, and always strive for kindness and patience, even when it isn’t always easy.
and it is just another reminder [more powerful than a dream this time] of how precious every moment is.
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time to move down the hall. i hope everyone reading has a wonderful saturday full of love and peace.